"Drake Snow," one of the cashier called out, her voice echoing in surprise as her colleague turned to look.
"What the heck?" the other Casher added, her expression a mixture of disbelief and intrigue.
"Don't tell me a mere slave has the right to spend from a black card," the first Casher declared, scanning me from head to toe.
"Will you please concentrate? I have other places to be," I shot back, my annoyance flaring.
"Enter the PIN," one of them insisted, still visibly surprised as she held the POS out to me.
PIN? This concept was new to me, but then my memory kicked in—I recalled a four-digit number added to Drake's earlier message, which I thought was a mistake. I checked my iPad, input the code, and watched as the transaction continued.
"You must be a student of KJ College," one Casher remarked as she continued processing the pay
The post about Drake and me had already garnered over a million views. I doubted the audience was solely made up of students from our school. The comments flooded in, each more audacious and ridiculous than the last. "Drake is a man having a hard time. That’s why he is always cold. Just choosing a slave for his practical work partner, while he won’t be involved, means that if he had chosen me instead, he wouldn’t be able to leave all the work to me." Wow, Sarah had really spun this narrative beautifully. It was insidious yet shockingly effective. "Wow. I thought as much." "It’s obvious Sir Drake didn’t choose you because, if he did, he wouldn’t be able to leave all the work to you." "Now that’s my girl. I hope you are doing well." "If I were you, I would also behave like Drake. I’d give my partner all the work to do too." "Trust me, I purposely chose someone who isn’t my friend and not up to my social status. She’s doing the assignment herself and she’s also a genius," S
"I need to talk to you privately," Fane added."I'll explain later," I replied, opening the door to my house.Ruby nodded, her voice barely audible. "Okay." She walked inside, her eyes fixed on Fane only in the moment he is within her sight."I'm sorry to bother." Fane apologized."It's okay," I reassured him. "I'm all ears."Fane's expression turned serious. "About the incident that just happened – the unknown man crossing our path..."He paused, then asked, "Should I inform Sir Drake?""No, please don't." I shook my head firmly.Fane nodded. "Okay, no problem. At least I can see you're not alone today. If you notice anything strange, please let me know tomorrow, and I'll inform Sir Drake right away."I thanked him, and he replied, "I'm just doing my job. Make sure to lock the door when you get in.""Noted." I acknowledged his advice.As I turned to head inside, Fane waited until I locked the door before leaving.As I got into the house, and the first question Ruby asked me was, "Who
"More reason I will want to protect her more - a virtuous woman like her," Fane replied as he chuckled."Anyway, I am not done speaking," he replied. "Judging her age and the fact that she is far more ripe than most young or should I say children virgins we take in, masters who take sex slaves will be willing to pay anything to have her.""What!" Fane remarked in shock, and I was shocked too. What's happening? Me as a sex slave? Not this, this is just too much for me. I thought as tears started flowing out of my eyes."Don't worry, Miss Daisy," Fane replied. "I will protect you with my life.""Now, strange man, you have said something that makes me want to kill you so badly," Fane replied angrily."I don't know why you are getting worked up over a slave that you are willing to throw your life away for her sake," he replied. "Don't tell me you are crushing on your boss's slave.""You got it all wrong," Fane replied, not taking a back. "I am just doing my job, and the one job my master g
I hoped Daisy was still alive, refusing to entertain the worst-case scenario. I made a call to one of my bodyguards to retrieve Fane's body, deciding it was best to move on. I couldn't afford to waste any more time, not when Daisy might still be in hiding, fighting for her life. I continued walking until I reached Daisy's house, where I found Ruby pacing back and forth, her movements erratic with fear. As I approached, she suddenly turned to face me, having caught the sound of my footsteps, which I had tried to keep silent. She rushed toward me, her usual fear of me replaced by a deeper, more primal fear - the fear of the unknown."Where is Daisy?" she asked in a brusque manner, but quickly realized the fire she was playing with. "I'm sorry for sounding so rude," she apologized, as I maintained my silence, not uttering a single word.She continued, her voice laced with concern, "But I've been waiting for Daisy to return from your penthouse f
"Sir, we found a lead on her.”"But the lead also comes with bad news because they entered a no-camera zone," he declared abruptly."What's the lead?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.A moment later, The last sighting of Daisy was on the road to the location I'm heading to tonight, with every intention of destroying it without a trace." I thought to myself as I ended the call.I glanced at the time - 12:45 AM - before turning to Joe. "You can leave, Joe," I dismissed."Okay, sir," Joe responded softly, before departing.Fast ForwardDaisy POVI slowly opened my eyes, greeted by the sound of a young girl's anguished sobs. As my vision cleared, a sharp pain shot through my head, intensifying my headache. I winced, clutching my forehead.Glancing to my left, I saw the girl crying in another cell. She was one of several young captives, all bearing the same Whitewater pack band on their wrists that I wore. "If only there was a way I could rescue them and myself."Surveying my own cell, I found
"Come on," he said. "Anyone who can't trust this organization at this stage, despite not scamming any of us so far, should be beheaded. We believe she's a virgin, and I don't want the slave I may end up buying at an expensive price to be seen by other hungry lions like me." He declared, with the auctioneer's hand still in mid-air."Who's with me?" he asked, facing the crowd."Yes, I'm with you," another voice chimed in. "If I buy her, I only want to be the master who sees her body."Before I knew it, everyone had agreed. At least I had escaped this shame, I thought to myself. Thanks to a bastard who wanted to buy me and have me all to himself."She is a special one, prepared for the VVIP men and women among you," he declared. As I scanned the crowd more closely, I noticed that there were very few women present."She goes for the staggering price of 1 million dollars," he announced. The bidding began, and with each passing minute, I held onto the hope that a savior would appear. But th
Just then, the sound of a helicopter approaching could be heard. A voice came over a loudspeaker, "Mr. Connor, stop the vehicle now and release Miss Daisy. Or we'll be forced to take you down."Mr Connor yelled back, "You can't do anything! Shoot me, and Miss Daisy might end up dead!”As I looked back, I saw the helicopter chasing after us, and another one lowering itself to the sports car Drake was driving.His bodyguard took over the driving seat, and they switched places. Drake used his incredible strength to get into the helicopter that had lowered itself over the car.The kidnapper turned to me and sneered, "What are you checking, bitch?" He hit me on the face, making me bleed from the mouth. It was painful, but I knew that if I wasn't rescued, I would face an even more dangerous fate.Location: Helicopter (Drake's POV)"Shooting him with a sniper will result in a heavy accident, and it could claim Daisy's life," a man thought.One of the men on the helicopter spoke up, "I'll con
"I said we die together!" Mr. Connor shouted, as I turned to run and he detonated the bomb blast.Someone tackled me to the ground, forcing me to lie flat as the explosion rocked the air. I closed my eyes, bracing for the worst.When I opened them again, slowly, I expected to see a different world. But I was still on earth, surrounded by the chaos of the blast."Are you okay?" Drake's bodyguard asked, helping me up.“Yes”."Thank God the bomb he detonated wasn't that powerful," he added, looking back at the destruction.I turned with him, and my eyes widened in horror. Mr. Connor's body was mutilated beyond recognition. Some of the desert police and their cars had been caught in the blast, twisted metal and debris scattered everywhere.I turned around as I stared at Drake, who was now standing out of the helicopter. At this point, I didn't know if I should walk over to him or remain standing.Moments later, after Drake finished talking with whoever he needed to, the forces started dis
"I also find myself harboring feelings for you," he admitted, and a wide smile spread across my face before I could stop it. "But I wasn't accepting it... obviously, you know why," he added. "Yeah... We’re from two different worlds, and I’m just a slave," I said, though joy bloomed fiercely inside me, knowing that Drake had feelings for me too. I had suspected it, he and Ruby were the only ones who treated me like a human, not a slave. And from someone of his status, it had always felt strange and suspecting... yet wonderful. "But..." "But you can't settle for me because I'm a slave. I understand. One thing is having feelings for a slave, but another is settling for one as a lover or mate, considering the public, your family, your reputation, and your pack. Even you wouldn't be able to get what you want. I understand. I've resigned myself to this cruel fate, and I wish you well in your current or future relationships," I declared, cutting him off as my emotions shifted from sadne
“Let’s take a walk,”“But the night could be dangerous,” I replied, hesitation in my voice. I didn’t trust the wasteland, and I rarely ventured out at night."Don't be afraid. No one will hurt us; I am more dangerous," he declared as we left the living room together.We started walking down the untiled street.Drake’s POVI chose to take a walk with this lady and see the Whitewater Pack environment. And true to everything I had heard about it, it matched exactly."Daisy, how would you feel if you had everything you wanted?" I asked.Daisy’s POVWhat does he mean by that question? Does he know that he is among the things I want, someone I wish to be with for the rest of my life, apart from the fact that I desire the best life for my surviving parent, my mother."I would be the happiest person in the world," I declared."And what if you couldn't have everything you wanted?" he asked."I would have to deal with the fact that you can't always get everything you desire, and some things are
"What are you even thinking about?" she asked, curiosity flickering in her eyes."What do you think I'm thinking about?" I countered."Probably about your girlfriend," she muttered under her breath, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper she hadn't meant for me to catch."What did you just say?" I pressed."Nothing," she replied quickly, avoiding my gaze."I heard you," I said. "Probably about my girlfriend."She looked startled, her eyes widening slightly."And what exactly do you want to use my girlfriend for?" I added, leaning in with a mischievous glint in my eye."Nothing. I mean, I don't care about her. I'm not using her for anything," she rushed out, her words tumbling over each other, and I smiled inwardly."Whatever," I replied casually, and at that moment, her mother walked in, now looking more like an older version of Daisy. She was very beautiful, though Daisy surpassed her in beauty level.Their features clicked perfectly, and no one would ever mistake her for someone
"Drop your gun and tell Mr. Clinton to come down now," Drake instructed, his voice cold and commanding. "At my far left, there’s a sniper waiting to eliminate him from his location, and my head guard does not miss a target." He concluded, his gaze unwavering as I watched the man, known as the richest in the area, step out of the car."Drake, the president’s son," the man exclaimed, shocked, as his guards immediately dropped their weapons upon hearing the revelation."Show respect, slave," Drake declared, his voice laced with disdain."It is an honor to meet you, Sir. To what do I owe this huge visit?" he asked, his tone suddenly respectful, although he hadn’t looked in my direction until now. "Can we go inside so that I can welcome you properly?" he suggested, gesturing toward his house."You expect me to enter this lowly house? You disgust me," Drake responded, his voice dripping with contempt. I had long since forgotten this extreme side of him. He sounded like someone who wouldn't
"Okay. I will love to protect your ego as a man," I declared, chuckling. "In fact, you should never even smell the position of an Alpha if you fall sick. And if you're already in that position and fall sick, you should defeat it," I added playfully."You are always a rascal," he said, and I laughed.Drake POVAs I stared at her laughing, I was forced to look away for reasons best known to me.An inner struggle currently existed within me.Daisy POV"We set out for the journey later today," he declared. Judging from the last time I checked the clock, it should be around 12 AM by now. Hours had already passed."Yes, Alpha," I said, making a playful jest.Time passed, and eventually, morning arrived at last. I barely got any sleep, busy preparing for my visit to my mother. I had ordered a lot of groceries and other useful items for her. They had been delivered as expected. Throughout this time, since Drake and I returned, he had remained in his room.I was already dressed and sitting in
I guessed this was it, the moment of my death, and it further confirmed what Joe had said earlier about gambling his life."Drake..." she called out."Shhh," he murmured. "Don't interfere," he added firmly."I will brace myself for death. I’ll take it with courage, sir. I truly enjoyed serving you... I'm sorry for not thinking before moving in. I was so worried with her safety that I didn't realize I might be aiding her death instead," I confessed, bowing my head as silent took over."I know," he said quietly, and I lifted my gaze to meet his. Relief filled me knowing he understood my intentions."I can read your mind clearly and your emotions," he added, making me wonder if that meant he would spare me. Not that it mattered anymore; I accepted whatever fate awaited me."There is punishment for your mistake," Sir Drake stated, still pointing the gun at me. "So that next time, when you want to protect something, you'll think before you act," he added coldly."Joe, take over," he comma
We drove past a lone Jeep heading in the opposite direction along the empty road.Suspicion prickled at the back of my mind, but I shook it off, focusing instead on reaching the target, which had stopped moving at a specific location.Alpha Alfie POV“I think that was Drake’s car that just passed us,” my PA remarked, peering back through the side mirror.“How are you so sure?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.“The plate number confirmed for me,” he replied confidently.“That was a good escape,” I thought to myself.“I can't bear for Drake to see my role in this killing her especially if he truly loves her. If he ever finds out, he will hate me beyond redemption.”Joe's POVAs soon as we arrived, I spotted our men stationed a safe distance away from the warehouse.“Where is Lucas?” I asked sharply, directing my question toward Drake’s guards, not the temporary hired ones.“He went inside to check the situation,” one of them responded.“And he couldn’t even call to inform us that he had arri
“Sir, Daisy has been kidnapped,” I said, my voice low but clear.Silence he remained.I glanced back, expecting a reaction but chose instead to keep my eyes on the road. The tension behind me was palpable."So, you found out that it's Alpha Alfie your friend is working for" Sir Drake declared finally."Yes, sir," I confirmed."He will stop at nothing to see Daisy dead," Drake muttered. "I sensed it in every word, every look he gave me. He’s convinced something dangerous is about to happen to me because of Daisy—and he’ll do anything to stop it. He worships the law of this land like a god, and that makes him even more dangerous."Jeo's POV“Sir, what are we going to do now?” I asked, glancing at him through the rearview mirror.“Alpha Alfie has managed to corner me using his own trump card,” he replied with a cold edge. “But I anticipated this move the moment an assassination attempt was made on Daisy.”He paused briefly, then added, “I placed a tracker on every piece of clothing suppl
I remained silent, watching it unfold.Flashback“Those rascals may try to sabotage everything if I win. But I have the perfect countermeasure,” I stated firmly during a private discussion with my headguard.“If I may ask, sir, what is it?” he inquired curiously.“After thinking it through carefully, I realized something important. Daisy never killed the assassin on our country’s land, water, or air. The assassination took place in international waters. That means we can’t use our national laws to judge her,” I explained.“But couldn’t they argue that since it happened in international airspace and she’s from this land, our laws should apply?” Jeo asked, a note of concern in his voice.“No. She’s not a citizen, she’s a slave. Regardless of that, international law is what should govern the matter. And under that law, she cannot be punished for acting in self-defense. Even the time zone in which it happened isn’t aligned with ours,” I concluded calmly.Flashback ends“Are you trying to